Mukuros pov

I lay in my dark, creepy cell that my own sister placed me in as water fell on my forehead.

I felt so broken. My own sister, the one that I sacrificed so much for just threw me in a cell without even hearing me out.

I truly thought she loved me just as much as I loved her. I suppose I was a fool to think that. What's the point of doing anything when the one person I love doesn't even care?

"take her to the dungeon. I'll take care of future Fondation myself"

I sat up at the memory of junkos words. "mokoto" I yelled out. What am I doing mopping around when the boy with the beautiful smile is in danger!

I immediately set to picking open the lock. Once I did this I kicked open the door. Some wolfkin guards came after me but I quickly took them out.

Don't worry mokoto. I'm coming for you.